you've come in and turned out to be the one who's teaching me how to learn. oh, how truth burns. and oh, how it hurts. some might say I deserve much worse than this; some might say I deserve forgiveness. but you—you say I am chosen and I am loved, not because of what I have or haven't done, but because I am yours.
you've rushed in and cast out the darkness I once thought was light. oh, what truth reveals. and oh, how it heals. some might say I've lost the race; some might say I've earned my place. but you—you say I am standing here in your grace, not because of who I can or cannot be, but because I am yours.
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